"Nico told me that Gellert's soul no longer purely belongs to him because he relies too much on his own talent. Gellert's eyes can see the future."
Dumbledore saw that Xifa was able to participate in their level of confrontation with the help of foreign objects. He breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time, he started talking nonsense.
"And throughout history, intelligent creatures have prayed more or less, and wizards who thought they had extraordinary powers would also make tentative prophecies."
"When someone believes in it, they will have faith..."
"These beliefs came together and actually... thoughts came into being for unknown reasons."
"This thought was unwilling to remain an ethereal and uncertain form, and began to transfer to the prophets who often stayed close to it."
"Fortunately, most prophets use media to some extent, so this idea is difficult to transfer."
"But I never thought that Gellert directly used the naked eye as a medium, not only as the window to the soul, but also as the position closest to the soul. So..."
Bang - the air between the two made a muffled sound.
Being said to have been cheated, Grindelwald became furious and his eyes narrowed. He had a fierce confrontation with Dumbledore in an area that Western France could not yet feel.
Seeing the two people confronting each other, Xifa was unwilling to stand aside like an ant and stared.
He raised his wand and wanted to cast a spell on Grindelwald.
But he never thought that his behavior was stopped by the voice that emerged from the bottom of his heart.
Merlin told her that the magic of the two people was competing in another dimension, and the Grindelwald he saw was not necessarily him. Maybe Grindelwald was Dumbledore, and maybe Dumbledore was Grindelwald.
Their true identity is like Schrödinger's cat. Unless you kill both of them together, you don't know who your magic will interfere with when it enters the conflict between the two.
It didn't take long for Xifa to feel powerless when there was another muffled sound.
Dumbledore's body swayed and he let out a muffled groan.
Grindelwald took a few steps back, then couldn't hold on any longer and knelt on the ground on one knee.
Although Merlin did not attack him in the field at this time, Grindelwald after all traveled from the far west coast of France through the entire French territory and returned to Nurmengard in Austria, located in the east of France.
Physical and mental exhaustion was not a big problem. The friction with West Fa all the way cost a lot of his own magic power, which was the main culprit that caused him to lose a single move against Dumbledore.
"Give me Gellert!"
After Dumbledore calmed down his breathing, he said this.
"I am Gellert!"
Grindelwald smiled slightly and replied with an evil look on his lips.
Hearing this, Dumbledore closed his eyes...
"How much longer?"
Facing the professor's question, Xifa felt a little confused.
Xifa glanced around and took a double look at the gate.
There is no one else... West France began to cast a wary eye on Dumbledore. Could it be that the professor was infected?...
Just when Xifa was in a panic - "Before the sun fully rises!"
Merlin's golden scepter suddenly floated from Xifa's waist, and then Merlin's translucent image appeared in the sky.
It was he who answered Dumbledore's question.
Only then did Xifa realize that the professor was asking when the seal gap would close.
"enough!"
Dumbledore murmured to himself.
Seeing this scene, Grindelwald felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
He forced himself to maintain his last decent posture, stood up slowly, and spoke boldly.
"Dumbledore, admit it, you can't do anything to me. Just like you couldn't prevent the death of your sister back then!"
...
After the words fell, Dumbledore put away his last trace of pity and reluctance. He nodded to Merlin's projection with an indifferent expression, then raised his arms, and his whole body formed a large font.
Under the influence of magic, Dumbledore slowly rose into the air.
Just when Xifa raised his head to see what Professor Dumbledore wanted to do.
Suddenly there was a heavy object in my hand.
It's Merlin's scepter.
In the projection state, Merlin extended his hand to Xifa and waved his hand. Only then did Xifa understand that Merlin needed his own magic power.
Therefore, Xifa injected his magic power into it without hesitation.
With Xifa's magic power as fuel, the scepter emitted a brilliant bright yellow light, shrouding Grindelwald in it like a holy light.
These rays of light looked like sunlight shining on Grindelwald, and seemed to have no other effect except light and heat.
However, Grindelwald's muscles were bulging with veins in the light, and it was obvious that the light had a confining effect.
Dumbledore's departure gave the desperate Grindelwald a chance to breathe.
But as Merlin's scepter took Dumbledore's place, it took away Grindelwald's last hope of leaving.
Probably, Dumbledore hoped that Grindelwald could escape from here, so he did not give Grindelwald a confinement spell before taking off!
Zheng——
An invisible sense of oppression spread from Dumbledore.
Although it was not directed at Xifa, Xifa felt a little depressed.
Because in his perception, those free magic powers that were similar to the gaseous state turned into a solid state!
It can be said that if Merlin hadn't held up a piece of pure land for him, he would have been unable to move as long as he had a trace of magic power.
Click - click -
This was not an illusion, because Xifa lowered his gaze to his feet and came to this conclusion after confirming again and again.
What does the professor want to do?
Xifa raised his arms to cover the dust that was scattered on the ground not far in front of him.
When the dust cleared, Xifa opened his eyes and looked towards the center of the field.
I saw a cross made of pure magic power and glowing with milky yellow fluorescence, binding Grindelwald to it.
Before Xifa could take a closer look at the patterns that appeared on the cross.
The scepter in his hand stopped absorbing its own magic power.
"Young man, we need to stay away!"
Hearing Merlin's hurried instructions, Xifa jumped behind him without hesitation.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Since the natural magic power is fixed, Xifa cannot perform teleportation and still allows the natural magic power to lift him up in the air.
So he unfolded a pair of ice crystal wings behind him, and the wings vibrated rapidly and flapped the air, causing his body to retreat quickly.
How far to retreat, Xifa didn't know at first.
But when he was hundreds of meters away from the platform in the air, he suddenly felt that the depression disappeared.
Xifa tried to communicate with the natural magic powers and found that although they were extremely active, they were no longer in an indestructible state.
"Just stop here." Seeing that Xifa was able to communicate with natural magic, Merlin also confirmed the boundaries of the safety range in a timely manner.
Xifa flapped his wings soothingly, keeping his mind alert and silently watching the disturbances in the field.
In the middle of the field, Grindelwald was shocked, and he couldn't help but raised his voice and asked loudly.
"How is this possible! This is the judgment magic of the Holy Religion!"
What responded to him was Dumbledore's tense face.
Grindelwald suddenly thought of something, and he suddenly turned his gaze to Xifa, "It's him! Is it this boy who has unlocked the seal?"
Still no one answered him. Even if Grindelwald guessed the truth, admitting the truth to his enemies was really not a good choice.
"Judgment of Holy Light"
Dumbledore felt that he had gathered enough magic power and had reached the limit of what he could command.
Then he pointed the wand at Grindelwald, and stretched his other free hand to the top of his head to hold it.
Then spears condensed with holy light appeared one by one above Dumbledore's head.
Under the guidance of the wand, they all pointed their spear points at Grindelwald.
One...Two...Dozens...Hundreds...
Is this the magic world's Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan? In this scene, Xifa, who was watching, suddenly thought of the unique skill of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan in the martial arts myth.
Xifa lost consciousness for a moment, then shook his head and shook the thought out of his mind.
When Grindelwald saw that Dumbledore was not bluffing, he actually used holy magic.
An anxious look was visible on his face. In a dimension that no one could perceive, it was desperately trying to touch its own body. However, Nico Flamel was still presiding over Stonehenge.
Those unwilling undead gathered in the invisible dimension above Nurmengard.
Interfering with its connection with its own body.
After several attempts, Grindelwald showed a look of relief and determination on his face.
Relief came to him when he realized that Dumbledore had really found a way to isolate himself from the real body.
Definitely, his distracted consciousness may need to be sacrificed...
I saw one of Grindelwald's strange-colored eyes shining brightly.
The cross formed by the condensed holy light disappeared in his eyes like snow.
When Grindelwald released the imprisonment on him, although the light in his eyes dimmed a lot, it was enough for him to hold up a piece of pure land amidst Dumbledore's pressure.
He staggered to the edge of the high platform and jumped down towards the center of the castle.
puff--
It was a bottomless pond, and Grindelwald plunged into it.
When Dumbledore saw this, the expression on his face changed in turns.
He could obviously attack Grindelwald in advance, but for some reason, he just couldn't bear to do it. He would rather continue to gather the spears of Holy Light silently than to attack in advance and prevent Grindelwald from walking to the edge of the high platform step by step.
Xifa watched anxiously, but he didn't know if this was Professor Dumbledore's arrangement, and he didn't know what would happen if he distracted Professor Dumbledore by saying something.
The only thing he knew was that his magic would never penetrate the thick magical turtle shell and act on Grindelwald.
In this weird atmosphere.
The rippled pond gradually calmed down, and Grindelwald's breath of life became silent as well.
Could it be that Grindelwald chose to commit suicide because he didn't want Dumbledore's hands to be stained with his blood?
Xifa showed a strange expression.
But it has to be said that this absurd possibility is the greatest possibility for these two passionate old men.
Just when Xifa was wondering if it was because of his little butterfly that Grindelwald died now, Dumbledore also stopped condensing the Holy Spear.
He also seemed to be hesitating whether Grindelwald's self-awareness suppressed the explosive power, broke free from the restraints, and then took the initiative to commit suicide.
This chapter has been completed!